Welcome Back My Friends

“Welcome back my friends, to the show that never ends.
We’re so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside.”

So here we are once again. So many times in the last 3 years have I started a new website just for myself, always with the above lyrics, always stolen shamelessly from Emerson, Lake and Palmer.

Somehow of course every time it never felt right. Never felt like home, not since my original site was turned into a community project and became home to a collection of misfit souls besides myself, have I had a place that felt entirely right for me and me alone.

“There behind a glass is a real blade of grass, be careful as you pass.
Move alone! Move Along!”

I tried having my own little place as a subset of the community site, and it sat there for over a year, dank and untouched except some (then) pretty graphics. I just couldn’t get into it. I decided maybe what I needed was something bigger… so my place was reborn once again, but this time it turned into nothing more then an online photo gallery. I just wasn’t inspired by the idea of “My Place” anymore. I mean, what fun is that? Where’s the heart and soul that made having my own little place to discuess whatever I wanted fun long before all these other thousands of people decided blogging was the next big thing?

“Come inside, the show’s about to start, guaranteed to blow your head apart.
Rest assured you’ll get your money’s worth, The greatest show in Heaven, Hell or Earth.”

So last night I’m working on little coding project for my love’s site which caused me to need to install MoveableType for her. After playing around with it for a few moments, I start to think “You know, PHPNuke is really overkill for my own little site…. maybe MT is what I need.” And a moment later I decide that no, the problem isn’t the software I was using, it was the site itself. When my place was just a little part of a larger site, it was just that, part of something bigger. It wasn’t me. I needed a site all to myself, that felt like home, and more importantly, that was me.

“You’ve got to see the show, it’s a dynamo.
You’ve got to see the show, it’s rock and roll…”

So after a quick round of whois checks, I discovered a domain name I could have all to my self, to mold and shape into exactly what I wanted… and a domain that, lets face it…. just screams “Yeah Baby!!” at the top of it’s lungs. And so to you, my friends, my family, and of course, strangers who wander in that I don’t know at all, I can only welcome you to:

LickTheBalls.Com

Oh yes, what fun we shall have.

“Performing on a stool, we’ve a sight to make you drool,
Seven virgins and a mule. Keep it Cool. Keep it Cool.
We would like it to be know the exhibits that were shown,
were exclusively our own, All our own, All our own.”